"sorry, i fucked your wife." blitz croaked, flashing a razor-toothed grin at prince stellar before getting out of that courtyard before he noticed the priceless artifact of his tucked under her arm and murdered her for stealing it (and for fucking h...
"Ugh, you've gotta be kidding." Blitza groaned dramatically as she watched a jingle about 3 cherubs from Heaven singing about how they wanted to help humans in the living world. Two of them were sheep who were admittedly kind of cute, but the third was a human baby with a voice that grated on Blitza's nerves. She shot the old-fashioned TV.
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"Nice one, B!" Millie praised.
"Gimme another, Mox." the boss ordered.
Moxxie nervously swept away the burning debris and put another old-fashioned TV on the stand. The channel was 666 News.
Blitza poured gunpowder into her flintlock. "Eh, not feeling it. Next!"
Moxxie kept switching the channels and Blitza and Millie watched. When she came to a commercial about that Wally Wackford guy begging someone to come work for him, she said "Bingo!" and shot him.
"Wow, you are on a roll, ma'am!" Millie cheered.
Lunar was napping with his feet propped up on the desk when the ground started to shake and he woke up. "Whoa, guys, did you feel that?"
"Oh shit, is that a hellquake?" Blitza said.
"That's possible?" Moxxie asked.
"It's okay, Moxxie! Don't panic!" Millie said.
"I'm not "panicking", because hellquakes don't happen." He explained calmly.
"Stop getting hysterical, fatty!" Lunar screamed, shaking Moxxie before slapping him so hard he flew into the wall.
Moxxie survived bumping into the wall, but then a wrecking ball made of black tubes smashes the wall and the debris crushes Moxxie. A Sinner man dressed like some 1970s supervillain uses the tubes to lift himself up into the room. Lunar gets on all fours and growls defensively. "Do not be afraid!" the Sinner said.
Blitza looked at her destroyed wall in dismay. "Please tell me you got that insurance thing."
Millie pulled out her axe. "Who are you and what do you want?!"
"I am Loopty Goopty! Dastardly inventor of all things loopy and loopish!"
"Could've just used the door, dude. It doesn't have to be this whole thing." Lunar huffed while using his phone.
"I am eccentric, and must therefore do eccentric shit!" Loopty said, waving his arms around.
Blitza sniffed the air and pulled a face. "Ugh, this old fucker reeks of the living world! Did you just die?"
"Yes! Moments ago, in fact!" Loopty said.
"Just saying, the front door would've gotten you here fine." Lunar insisted.
"Shut up, dear furry!" Loopty said.
"Furry?" Lunar held his arm up in Loopty's face, pinching his skin and fur in demonstration. "This isn't a fursuit, you dumb shit! This is my fucking flesh that I— and literally all hellhounds— are born with. *Scoff* You're lucky I'm so nice. A lotta hellhounds would turn you into a chew toy for calling them furries."
